We all know there’s an epidemic. There’s more than enough commentary on the growing obesity problem, which influences other trends such as diabetes, heart disease, blah blah… While I’ve never been obese, I’ve definitely stretched myself to the farthest millimeter before fat.
I love food! I especially love garbage food that I know shouldn’t even be classified as food; much that is banned in other countries; all that have no nutritional value whats-so-ever. I know it, but I still can’t stop!
Finally, after years of guilt and shame and avoidance and over-indulgence, I admitted it. I said it out loud. I said it to people. I embraced the truth:
I AM ADDICTED TO SUGAR!
I’m not just talking about chocolate and cookies and Twinkies and ice cream – I’m talking about carbs (I’m still amazed at the amount of diabetics I meet who don’t understand these are the same things). Chips and breads call to me as I pass them in the grocery store (the bakery is like my own personal hell), or when I sit down to eat at a restaurant. I may even plan out what I’ll eat before hand so I don’t get myself into trouble, but when those smells come over me, especially if I’m hungry, forget about it! It’s all going down…
Just don’t eat so much – Eat in Moderation
I love these lines. Like we haven’t all heard them before. As if the words themselves are magic enough to trigger something in our heads and we’ll be changed!
Yeah, thanks so much! If I could stop with just one, I wouldn’t have a problem. A handful of potato chips becomes a whole bag. Two cookies become a batch…. I can’t stop. I tell myself to stop. Last one, Just one more are heard through my head over and over and over and over and over… then I’m so full, I can feel my stomach lining stretch, and I don’t care – there’s more!
That switch in my brain will pop eventually and everything will be fixed!
We all try to tackle the crazy in our brains by “fixing” it. If I mantra eat in moderation, eventually it’ll kick in and I will. Well, I’ve done that for a decade or so. The only reason I lasted as long as I did was because of my athletic background that allowed me to eat like a cow through my younger years. I didn’t have to learn food discipline then. Guess what happens when you stop working out and continue to eat your body weight in cookies everyday? No, I didn’t actually turn into a pig….
It made me mad to have to give up the delicious garbage of todays food industry. As much as I know how gross a Big Mac is, they’re delicious enough for me not to care (apparently enough people agree with me, since McDonald’s is still going strong. Yes, I saw Super Size Me). I say this to get a laugh, or a face of disgust out of you. I don’t eat at fast food places almost ever anymore- which isn’t to say I won’t… Besides, Doritos’s are jacked now!!!
Anyway- anger about giving up food. I started working out hours a day, six to seven days a week to “counter-act” what I put in my body. This worked pretty good, until I got tired and couldn’t maintain my workout schedule. Cue balloon weight…
Embrace the Addiction
Long story of yo-yoing condensed, I found slow-carb. I’d done Atkins back when it was popular, and had a lot of luck with it, but couldn’t stick to it when I had to leave the house. Fairly impractical. As much as some days I’d like not to ever have to leave the house, it tends to come up.
Slow-carbing is similar to Atkins, but not so non-carb literal, and once a week I get to binge eat anything I want! I’ve read, and heard, all the reasons to not have a cheat day, and to all that, I withhold nasty words laced with evil looks. Without carbs I turn into queen-beast-whose-total-joy-in-life-has-been-sucked-dry-from-the-soul-that-no-longer-resides-near (no exaggeration here. Talk to my boyfriend).
For six days a week, I eat as much as I want of the foods I can eat (yes, as much as I want! No calorie counting, or watching portions, as long as I stick to listed foods), then for one day, I eat all the crap I can fit in my mouth (See: The Tim Ferriss Slow Carb Diet One Pager)
The ironic part about this is that after 2 or 3 weeks, I don’t even want the crap. Plus, I can lose about 10 pounds in the first 2-3 weeks. For those overweight (I’m in my target range, trying to shed a handful of body-fat percentages), 20 pounds in 30 days is an easy goal.
Not only that, after about 3 or 4 days, I’m not hungry. I don’t have to worry about how much to eat because the issue disappears. Where before I needed to eat ever few hours or the hANGRY monster took over, I eat a few times a day with no psychosis. What!? I’m cured in days with no side-effects? AND I can still eat anything I want once a week? Yes, please!
Give it up…mostly
The moral of the story? I’m willing to give up the garbage I love, almost more than my life, 6 out of 7 days, to create a healthier me. Really, I didn’t have to give up anything. I still get to satiate my addiction, while keeping the horrendous things that would have crept up on me if I kept eating them all the time. Seems like the deal of a lifetime to me! By the way – it is! Try it for 30 days! You’ll be amazed…
Muscle mass naturally increases without the sugar. True fact. I definitely notice in my workouts when I let the sugar come back – my strength is way down.
- Want to know more about slow-carbing? Meet the man who coined it in The Four-Hour Body.
- What are your experiences with slow-carbing, or dieting, in general?
- Who else is hANGRY?!